Or if you prefer your sustenance served as a bland and flavourless grey mush, a watery gruel of distilled boring with a slightly bitter aftertaste, or a textureless and unfulfilling pablum so utterly devoid of excitement that there's no way to tell you've eaten it until you're picking unpleasantly oily clagnuts from your bunghole a few hours later - well, there's always gyzzpddl.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Sat 29 Jun 2013, 11:53, 1 reply)

Totes forgot him.
Indicative really isn't it?
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Sat 29 Jun 2013, 12:20, closed)

He's essentially just a particularly shit and charmless pastiche of Fr. Austin Purcell.

He did make a valid point here, mind.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Sat 29 Jun 2013, 16:42, closed)

I envisage him as an almost Peter Pan-like teenager.
He knows he's too old to be cool any longer but is desperately holding onto those last shreds of uber-hipness in order to try and be one of the gang.
EDIT: I found something - gvvvyp was the 1st person to troll me here. He did it so imaginatively by just copying and pasting my post that week as his. He did it more than once from memory.
Good times.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Sat 29 Jun 2013, 23:36, closed)